If it matters, am 6'6' (height-weight proportionate).
Took these substances at home by myself at 4:20 p.m. Mountain Daylight Savings Time on August 11, 2018. This instance was the first time I'd ever taken any sort of mushroom. Had read that keeping the dosage low is a good idea on the first try. Had taken Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds before in combination with Morning Glory seeds with somewhat unsatisfactory results (nausea, lack of intensity). My mindset was extremely relaxed in the matter; felt quite confident about what I was doing and that nothing would happen that I couldn't handle psychologically. Had read that having a 'sitter,' at least on the first try, was a good idea; but I consider myself a very stable person, and one who's endured a couple of so-called 'bad trips' along with some very traumatic experiences in life. Having survived them all and being in my 60s, didn't feel prone to any sort of psychological breakdown.

Didn't wish to take on empty stomach; felt that might lead to nausea. Had tried various preparation methods with Morning Glory seeds, all of which were taken on an empty stomach with the experience of nearly intolerable nausea. About 90 min prior to ingestion of the caps and seeds, ate a turkey and cheese sandwich with a little mustard - and a little caffeine-free diet Coca-Cola.

I tore off small pieces of the mushroom and chewed each carefully - didn't taste bad, sort of earthy, musky. Took all four seeds at once and chewed them, left them under my tongue for a minute, then swallowed them. I then took two dimenhydrinate (NOT diphenhydramine - benadryl) anti-nausea tablets and ate a clementine orange since I'd heard that acidic fluids help to potentiate the alkaloids in the mushrooms and seeds. After about 1'45', I took a booster dose of 1/2 a cap of Amanita Muscaria + 2 Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds.

After about 2'30' - 2'45', began to experience mild closed-eye visions. Like sitting on a big outdoor balcony with a 180° view of the aurora borealis. Gradually the visions became more intense, much more colorful, and much more complex, with constantly-changing abstract patterns. It was like watching multiple movie screens at once, being able to pay attention to all of them at once and note what was happening in each of them. Sometimes all of the screens would meld to form one image - occasionally figures or faces which I thought of as being 'grotesque,' 'menacing,' or 'perverse;' a little bit intimidating at first, I knew that resisting these figures or trying to run from them would intensify the slight anxiety I felt at first. So I willingly accepted them and thought of them as being my friends rather than my enemies - this caused me to smile. I thought of my smile as moving through space under a strobe light, like a river of undulating smiles, which made me smile all the harder. I began to feel joy at knowing that I was under the influence and so much in control. I conceived of reaching out to touch the visions and extended my arm upwards above my body while lying on my back (this was about 4'30' after the initial dose). It was as if I'd dived right into the middle of all these marvelously-colored patterns and pieces of jewel-like light sources. They were inside of me now, making me feel happy, secure, and warm. They filled me up and I exploded into a thousand whirling multi-colored galaxies, all sending off sparks of light; yet even though I'd exploded, I could stand and watch myself as a separate observer, even though I'd experienced that sensation of filling up and so joyfully exploding.

The galaxies reconvened to reconstitute my self and suddenly I conceived of a spectacular light source that began rapidly entering my body and exiting, back and forth, going faster and faster; at times it seemed to be vacillating inside and outside of my body and at other times, I was vacillating inside and outside of it, then both were happening at the same time. When written in black-and-white on paper, it doesn't quite make sense; the sense of space and time were more fluid. It kept going faster and faster and, as the frequency rose, I was able to hear a sound that rose in pitch to match the frequency. At last the light and I were completely one and then we began twirling and rotating through an ocean of colors. Our form changed constantly and would encompass the normal size of my body to perhaps a hundred square miles, back and forth.

Throughout all this, I am aware of the constant process of change, renewal, and acceptance of the rapidity with which it was all happening. So much was happening in such a short time that time seemed to slow down. At this point I thought to myself, 'I think I'm pretty-much peaking about now,' which caused another huge smile and a sense of joy and satisfaction.

I thought to myself, 'I think I'm pretty-much peaking about now,' which caused another huge smile and a sense of joy and satisfaction.

The fact that I was actually able to enjoy a hallucinogenic experience (especially after my rather strict upbringing) made me very pleased. It had been about five hours since I took the first dose of mushrooms and seeds. I conceived that something sacred and other-worldly had entered me and that I had entered it - some magisterial, majestic force that was making me lose my own identity - my self - repeatedly, over and over. For some reason it seemed natural to me to find my self over and over again and to identify with it.

As time passed, I became weary of it and it dawned on me that, perhaps, I was being called upon by this force to relinquish possession of my self - to let go; perhaps even to die. While the same visions of colors and vibration and frequencies were right in front of me and inside of me, it was as if I had a separate dream about riding a horse out in the country. I came to a wide and beautiful crystal-clear stream where my horse drank. A very handsome elderly man with white hair and a big, thick, long, white beard rode up on his own beautiful white horse on the other side of the stream. His black eyes sparkled, and he smiled broadly at me with his deeply-creased face, instantly winning my trust. He slowly crossed over to my side of the stream, holding my eyes with his steady gaze and smile. 'Ride with me,' he said. 'You'll see, it'll be beautiful.' With only slight hesitation, I began to ride with him and it was now as is if I had a trail-pardner, someone I could trust in and rely upon. The wonderful visions continued, only now I had someone to share them with, and that made me very happy. It dawned upon me that I had given myself up to death, and it was wonderful! Never had I been happier or felt more satisfied or complete. It was so reassuring to think that 'this is what death is like.' Thinking of death as a friend, a companion, a trail-pardner - was such a refreshing thought for me.

7'00' after the initial dose, the visions began to weaken and my thoughts became less compelling. Around the 8'00' mark the last few flickers of color in my vision slipped away. Lay awake for an additional four hours, unable to sleep, and around the 12'00' mark, I finally drifted off to sleep (around 4:30 a.m. the next day). Had some fairly routine, unremarkable dreams. Plan to take the drugs earlier in the day next time so I won't be up all night again.

Plan to take the drugs earlier in the day next time so I won't be up all night again.

Slept until 1 in the afternoon, felt very mildly 'hungover' (nothing nearly as bad as a bad alcohol hangover).

Also of note is that the mushrooms and seeds had a fairly rapid laxative effect - after three hours, I had a large bowel movement rapidly followed by another liquid bowel movement. It was an extremely satisfying experience, giving me several whole-body shivers, almost like having an orgasm. It almost made me laugh to think that it was similar to what a woman must feel when giving birth. While squattin on the bog, got totally ensconced in watching some light patterns on the bathroom wall for a few minutes - made me laugh when I realized what I was doing, sitting there with a wad of toilet paper in my hand and a dirty bum.

All in all, a fantastic, rewarding, and growing experience. Up until four years ago, I hadn't done any hallucinogens since the mid-1970s as a late teen / early 20s lad. At that time, there was still a terrible stigma attached to it - at least in my mind. I took LSD once under really poor circumstances and had a really bad time. Mescaline was more fun. About four years ago I took Morning Glory seeds (and Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds) several times with somewhat unsatisfactory results and, after trying to figure out how obtain illegal substances, recently heard about Amanita Muscaria mushrooms and Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds. Got the mushrooms online. Think there may be some risk to ordering the mushrooms (seems to be questionable legality to owning the dried version of the mushrooms), but nothing happened with it this time at all.

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